Wild Billionaire Romance - Chapter 76: Chapter 76

JOSEF
Pure, unadulterated desire roared through my veins like a pack of wild wolves. Meredith trembled beneath my fingertips as I spun her around to face the wall.
“Arms down,” I commanded, dragging the zipper on the back of her wedding dress slowly down her spine.
She looked so goddamn perfect in pink. The perfect blend of innocence and sin. Novice and seductress.
Fuck.
Why did it have to be pink?
Like a fucking princess.
Beautiful.
Unattainable.
Perched in her ivory tower.
Up high and away from the unwashed masses. Far away from me.
Wasn’t that the truth? Wasn’t that how it always was between us?
How many times had I dreamed of this very situation? How many fantasies had I spun in my fucked up head where I had Meredith within my reach?
Once upon a time, I’d wanted to ruin her. To wreck her. To fuck with her heart the way she’d completely wrecked mine with her callous rejection.
But ruination wasn't this Big Bad Wolf’s plan for his Little Red.
Not anymore.
Now, I wanted to own her. Not wreck her.
But maybe she needed to be wrecked a little bit. Just a touch before she could give in to me.
And that was what I truly desired. I needed it. Needed her total and complete submission to me.
But how to accomplish that?
I had an inkling.
Working with the Volkov brothers meant I'd had a first row seat to their mastery when it came to women for years.
Sure, Adrik was sedate when compared to his playboy brother. Then again, Marat really didn't have to try to win a woman's attention. Not with his face and body.
So maybe Adrik would know more about working for it. Fuck. What was I thinking?
Of course, both men were married and happy now. But they'd had some pointers on how to seduce my wife when I’d called from the hospital to tell them my plans.
“I thought this was vengeance, Josef,” Adrik asked.
“Started that way, but I think I never really stopped wanting her,” I confessed bluntly.
“I see, well then, don’t trifle. Just tell her plain.”
He had a point. But as I slid the dusky pink confection from her pale shoulders, revealing the naughty bit of blush colored lingerie she wore underneath it, I was lost for words.
Her sweet ass was on display in those barely there panties. The almost sheer fabric did a lousy job of covering her rounded cheeks.
I’d never felt grateful for panties before, but I wanted to send a big old thank you note to whoever made these.
Meredith gasped as I ran my hands down her sides, touching her soft flesh lightly.
She was so fucking perfect.
“Did you wear this for me, Little Red?” I asked, ghosting my fingertips down the crack of her ass, and listening to the hitch on her breath as I took a firm hold of her cheeks.
“Josef,” she moaned my name.
Fucking. Moaned.
I closed my eyes at how good my name sounded, spilling from her lips. She was all panting need and breathless desire, and goddamn, I was so hard.
I couldn't wait another second. Bunching the material in my fists, I tugged on her panties, tearing them from her body.
“Hands on the wall. Bend over,” I commanded, pushing her forward with my palm on the space between her shoulder blades, while tugging her hips back.
Rough. Too rough.
Last time, it was all making love beneath the moonlight and whispering promises of love and the future to one another.
This time, I wasn’t making love to her.
This time, Meredith was my wife, and I was going to fuck her.
The sight of all that soft, pale skin, the scattering of freckles across her shoulders, and the dimples above her gorgeous ass were too much for me.
I needed to calm down. But I couldn’t bring myself to let go.
Instead, I focused on the tasks in front of me. I unclasped her bra, tugging it forward but not letting her move her arms so it was stuck between the wall and her.
Meredith gasped as I pulled on her nipples, pressing my suit covered body into her completely naked one.
“Your bigger here,” I growled, testing the weight of her heavy breasts in my palms before I went back to plucking the hardened tips.
Lower, my hands roamed down her soft belly, skating over the curls covering her sex and moving to her thighs.
“Open your legs,” I growled, rubbing my hard, cloth-covered cock against her sweet ass.
“Josef,” she whimpered, but obeyed, parting her thighs, allowing me access.
I cupped her pussy. The heat of her scoring my hand. Parting her lips with broad strokes of my finger, I hissed at the wetness there.
“You’re fucking soaked for me, aren’t you, Little Red?”
“Y-yes. I feel so wet there,” she answered, surprising me.
I hadn’t expected a response. But I also hadn’t expected her heady reaction to my rough touches.
“Fuck, yeah, you are,” I grunted.
Without sparing another moment, I plunged two thick fingers into her tight channel. Her walls squeezed me, and I closed my eyes at the sensation.
“Goddamn. Fuck.”
She really was tight. Almost as tight as that first time.
Sudden jealousy reared its ugly head. The idea of anyone else touching her like this, feeling her wet heat surrounding them.
“How many have you had since me? How many men?”
I unbuckled my pants, pulling them down just enough so I could pull my dick free. I had one hand on her pussy and the other on my cock.
“Josef, please,” she moaned.
I rubbed her needy little clit with my thumb while pumping my fingers in and out. Her pussy clenched around me. And I growled, precum leaking over my dick as I pulled my fingers free and lined myself up at her entrance.
“How many others have been inside you? Tell me and I’ll make you come,” I demanded.
“No one, Josef. There’s been no one, please,” she said.
She was sobbing and wiggling her ass, trying to get me inside her.
“Don’t fucking lie to me, Baby. I’ll tolerate a lot, but no lies,” I growled.
“There haven’t been any others. I couldn’t⁠—”
I couldn’t listen to her denials. Hard as fuck, her wet entrance sucked at my tip. I was almost ready to bust just from feeling her slick cunt pulse around my fingers, and now her pussy was kissing my cock.
Goddamn. I couldn’t wait. I pushed inside her.
“Ohhh fuuuuuck,” she keened, tensing around me.
I cupped my hand around her throat, the other on her hip, holding her in place as I started to thrust.
The sound of my balls slapping against her ass was lewd, loud, and so fucking hot.
“Fuck, I’m fucking you bare, Little Red, because you are mine now. I’ll have nothing between us. Not ever,” I grunted, slamming harder inside her tight heat.
“Fuck, you’re so wet. So hot. That’s it, grip me with your cunt. Show me how good I make you feel,” I growled, hardly recognizing my voice as I pounded her sweet pussy.
“Josef, please,” she begged, her needy little slit squeezing me tight.
“What is it, Baby? Do you need to come? Is that it?”
“Please,” she repeated, and the sound of her begging was like a balm to my savaged pride.
I pulled out of her, dripping with her arousal. I spun her around and picked her up with one hand on her ass, the other cupping her head.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” I said. “That’s it. Now, feel.”
I thrust my hips, impaling her on my dick, using the wall to prop her up.
Meredith’s eyes rolled back, and her small hands clutched at my shoulders.
The silk of my shirt was too smooth for her to find any purchase, but I should have known that wouldn’t stop my Little Red.
She grabbed my collar and pulled. Buttons scattered across the room, and I grunted my approval. I fucking loved how far gone she was.
For me. All for me.
Her nails scored the skin on my shoulders, and my muscles bunched in reaction.
This little vixen was going to eat me alive.
I squeezed my hand around her throat, slamming her mouth to mine, needing to taste her while I fucked her against the wall.
The feel of her big tits squashed against my chest made me wish I let her rip the shirt all the way off my body. But this was fine for now.
I’d pay better attention to those bountiful beauties later.
Just then an image of me titty-fucking Meredith popped into my head, and I groaned, ramming my cock deeper inside her tight wet heat.
I leaned back, my gaze locked on her face as her mouth dropped open.
“Reach between us, Baby, rub your clit. Make yourself come all over this cock,” I instructed her.
“Good Girl,” I rumbled, feeling her little hand squeeze between us.
“Oh god, J-Josef, I’m gonna,” she moaned.
“Tell me, Baby. I wanna hear you,” I growled.
I needed to hear her say it. Hell, the Big Bad Wolf inside me demanded it.
“I’m coming. Oh god, I’m coming!”
“Good Girl. So tight. That’s it, Baby. Keep coming. Give it to me,” I growled, pounding into her harder.
That was my orgasm. I fucking earned it. I wanted it.
Mine.
“Now, take it. Take it all, Wife. Take me,” I grunted.
My movements turned jerky as her sweet cunt contracted, pulling the cum right from my balls.
Goddamn.